Chapter 57: Red Strips of Cloth
She smiled at him, took the chopsticks, took a piece, and didn't hand it to herself, but brought it to his mouth first, "You've been doing it for so long, you taste it first." ”
Yu Jingzi smiled after being stunned for a moment, and did not refuse, and took a small piece of milk cake in his mouth.
Then, Xihe took another piece to himself, chewed it and praised, "Sweet, it's delicious, I didn't expect you to have this craft." ”
"Last time you tasted the milk cake made by my mother, I went to her to learn it, and I haven't done it a few times, and I was afraid that it wouldn't taste good when I made it in the kitchen just now."
Xihe smiled sourly, "How can it not be delicious?" It's really delicious. ”
Yu Jingzi did not take Xi and return to the Snake Mountain Palace, but stayed in this reverse sand village to make him more comfortable.
It's also more like ...... Ordinary couples alike.
Not long after he lay down, he heard a cough from the next room.
He immediately got up and ran over, and when he entered the house, he saw him huddled in a ball and lying on the bed, trying to suppress his cough and pain.
"Sister!"
He didn't even think about suppressing the pain on her body, Xihe quickly held his hand, and said weakly, "You can't ...... anymore Use your mana again, you ...... It's going to die. ”
Yu Jingzi ignored the obstacles and continued to heal her, "Anyway, it's not bad for these two days." ”
"No...... No......"
As soon as Xihe woke up, she rushed down from the Heavenly Palace, and was devastated by the wind and snow for a whole day, her body was already overdrawn, and she fainted before she could say two words.
After Yu Jingzi finished treating her injuries, a mouthful of blood immediately spit out, he raised his hand to wipe the residual blood from his mouth, and wiped the blood on the ground with a wave of his hand.
He put the person in his arms on the bed and covered it with a quilt, fearing that her injury would recur at night, so he lay on the side of the bed and guarded her.
I slept late at night and woke up from my dreams.
She had a nightmare in which she dreamed that Yukyoko was stabbed to death by Gendo in order to save her.
She was scared, but there was nothing she could do to save him.
When she opened it, she saw the man sleeping on the side of the bed, and she was relieved, glad that it was just a dream.
But then I thought, how long will she be able to relax this breath?
While pondering, the man at hand suddenly moved, Xihe immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, she could clearly hear him coughing, even her body trembled violently, she could even think of his handsome face holding red.
The cough kept stopping, presumably because he was worried about waking her up, so he turned around and flew out of the house.
There was silence in the room, followed by a continuous coughing sound from the next room, which took a long time before it gradually stopped.
She closed her eyes and didn't dare to open them, two long tear streaks crossed the corners of her eyes, and she pinched the corners of the quilt tightly on her body.
It's not a dream, she's really powerless.
When she woke up, it was still gray.
There was a light in the house, she couldn't sleep, lifted the curtain and went out, just happened to bump into Yu Jingzi in the yard whispering something to Mi Niang, and when she heard someone coming behind her, he waved his hand at Mi Niang, and said, "Just do what I just said, you go back first." ”
When he turned to see her, his face was even paler than yesterday, and he smiled and asked, "Sister got up so early?" ”
She looked at him and said lightly, "It's not that you don't know that I've always been like this, but you got up earlier than me." ”
He grinned and replied, "I can't sleep and get up." ”
"I can't sleep either." She said.
And at this point, in addition to the fact that they already have someone to light the lamp and cook, Xihe was a little surprised, "The people in the village got up so early in such a cold day." ”
"Because they're going to pray for blessings." Yujingzi explained.
"Prayer?"
He smiled and said, "I wonder if my sister noticed that there were red strips of cloth tied in their yard when she came over yesterday?" ”
She nodded, "I was going to ask you." ”
"The villagers of Huisha Village have a custom of nearly 1,000 years, every year in mid-March, every family will get up early, take down the red cloth that was tied in the yard the night before, write their wishes, and then take it to an ancient tree to tie it up to show blessings and wishes."
"I see."
Xihe watched the hostess on the opposite side come out and pick up the snow, untie the red cloth and return to the house, she asked, "Does it have to be last night?" ”
"No, it's probably just these days, it doesn't have to be last night, as long as it's in time before mid-middle." Seeing her thoughtful look, Yujingzi raised an eyebrow and asked, "Sister also wants to tie one?" ”
She didn't deny it, he said, "This is easy to do, there is a red cloth in the house, and if my sister wants to tie it, she can tear it into strips of red cloth." ”
Xihe walked back into the house, and really tore the red cloth, she turned her head and asked him, "Do you want it?" ”
He hesitated for a moment and nodded, so Xihe tore another one and handed it to him, and didn't tie it in the courtyard until evening.
She looked contentedly at the two strips of red cloth that had been blown by the wind, and asked him, "Then are we going to get up early tomorrow?" ”
"If my sister can't get up, we can go later."
"No, you don't."
Tonight's snow is much lighter than last night, since Yu Jingzi treated her once last night, although her body is still very weak, at least it doesn't hurt anymore, but Yu Jingzi coughs constantly.
She lay on the bed, and from time to time she would hear him coughing and wheezing, but she was too weak to mobilize her own mana, so she couldn't suppress his injuries at all, so she could only listen to his intermittent coughing and panting in torment.
After another night, she got up earlier today than yesterday.
The next room did not make a sound until the rooster crowed, and Xihe did not want to disturb his short rest, so he quietly walked out of the tent, peeled off the snow from the fence and slowly took off two strips of red cloth.
She went back to the house, sat down at the table and thought for a while, then took up her pen and wrote on one of the red cloth strips: May Yujingzi be loved, live forever, indulge in joy, and be free from suffering.
As soon as she put down the pen, Xihe heard the sound of rustling next door, she put away her red cloth and walked out of the room, stood in front of Yujingzi's curtain and asked softly, "Yujingzi, can I come in?" ”
He lifted the curtain and let her in.
"Sister, didn't you sleep well?"
Xihe handed him the remaining strip of red cloth, "I'll take it off for you when I get up in the morning, so you don't have to run again." ”
He smiled, took it and held it in his hand, "There is Sister Lao." ”
After he took it, neither of them moved, and Xihe asked, "Why don't you write?" ”
Yujingzi shrugged helplessly and said childishly, "I don't want my sister to know what I wrote." ”
She suddenly realized, smiled at him, and went out consciously.
When he came out, she asked, "Done?" ”
"Hmm."
"And where is that ancient tree?"
"I'll take you."
Yujingzi brought a red umbrella and propped it up on her head.
When the two walked silently in the snow, Xihe suddenly asked, "Can Nuwa Shi save you?" ”
Yu Jingzi frowned and replied, "How could my sister think of this?" ”
"Because I remember that when I was in Shuicheng before, Xuan Li told me that there is divine power in the Nuwa Stone, and there are indeed many fairies and demons secretly competing for the Nuwa Stone, maybe they can really save you." The more Xi He thought about it, the more he felt that what he was thinking was right.
But Yu Jingzi didn't think so, he said bluntly, "I can't save it." ”
"How do you know?" Seeing that she answered so decisively, her heart fluctuated for a while.
He looked at her expectant eyes and couldn't bear to break it, but he still told the truth, "If you can save me, even if I fight to the death, I will fight." ”
If he can live, of course he will fight, how can he be willing to leave before she is willing to marry him?
"But I remember that you asked the Demon Venerable before, he wanted Nuwa Stone just to resurrect the Qingru Goddess, and even the goddess who had already died could be resurrected, why couldn't he save you?" She asked.
Yu Jingzi lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment before he said slowly, "The power of the demon venerable ghost and god can not only destroy the world but also have the ability to reshape all things, but now he has lost the power of the ghost god, he can only recover the power of the ghost and god by borrowing the power of the Nuwa in the Nuwa Stone, and resurrect the goddess, not that the Nuwa Stone can resurrect the goddess." ”
Hearing this, Xihe sighed in disappointment.
Even if Nuwa Stone can save him, she is not Xuandu's opponent at all with her own strength, and the chance of snatching back Nuwa Stone from him is too slim, even if she really has to snatch it back, the mission of that Nuwa Stone is to make up for the heavens, and it is related to the entire Three Realms, how should she choose?
"Is it only by borrowing the Nuwa Stone that you can restore the power of the Demon Venerable?"
He paused and replied, "I don't know about this, but sister, if you want to save me with the hand of the Demon Venerable, you may think too simply, the power of ghosts and gods to reshape all things is extremely consuming and mana, and the slightest carelessness will hurt oneself, go mad, or die violently, do you think he will take this risk for me?" ”
"But 80,000 years ago, he killed your parents with his own hands, and when you were just transformed, he should have been ashamed of you, why couldn't he save you?"
He smiled in a low voice and said helplessly, "Sister, you still think that everything is too simple, there is no cause and effect, and there is no reason for him to be ashamed of me and must save me." ”
Yu Jingzi looked at her and said, "Actually, I guessed that he was a Demon Venerable when I was in Snake Mountain, but do you know why I never acted cruelly to him?" ”
She shook her head, incomprehensible to this.
If the Demon Venerable is her enemy who kills relatives, he will definitely not call him a brother and sister all day long, laughing and feasting, and even then he will take the opportunity to avenge his relatives.
"It's not because I'm afraid of his strength, besides, he doesn't have the power of ghosts and gods, so it's hard to say who will win or lose if he really wants to fight." He continued to explain, "Since the birth of the Demon Venerable, he has never been recognized by the Three Realms, and more people have shouted at him to kill him, only the Qingru Divine Lady is willing to accept him and be friends with him all day long, and my mother and the Divine Lady are the same teachers and friends, and the relationship is very good, in my memory, after my mother gave birth to me, the Demon Venerable and the Divine Daughter often came to Huishan to drink and play games with my parents, and he even helped me transform into a shape, and my parents are also half friends. ”
"It wasn't until later that the death of the eight thousand immortal soldiers triggered the war of gods and ghosts, at that time I had just transformed not long ago, I saw my father and mother in armor hurrying to the battlefield, no one noticed that I secretly followed, I stood under a tree and saw the demon zun wearing a black and purple battle armor, holding a fierce magic sword in his hand and a sword through their bodies, I hate him but I have to admit that he didn't want to hurt my parents several times in the war of gods and ghosts, he was a friend but became an enemy overnight, and he died in the end, and the one who survived was of course the strongest one."
He pursed his lips, his eyes were deep, and said, "Actually, in the end, the person I hate the most is Di Jun, and he is the real murderer who killed my parents." ”